Luyện nghe bài hát Nomenaland

we're dropplng bombs on the kids
they eat bombs and we know this
but we're doing what told
flying around in strategic bombers
with an straight to hell
napalms burning love that smell
my little she sits at horne
with my last letter all
she to read closes her eyes
and she cries

my daddy told me he was
my mummy's praying but not too
I wonder if the lord will get the clear
oh mummy be shure come back
in a box all painted black
a bullet between the eyes is all what's for you

seven I've asked my head but all I've got is
nomansland...nomansland...

and if those generals sa y: don't
same old assholes same old story and not true...